Poem Details
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Title: | Dead Eyes |
Author: | Lara Meola |
Date Submitted: | 9/12/2008 |
Email: | banfil@comcast.net |
Poem: |
Darkness invades my home, Shielding me from the outside world An uninhabited island in a deserted sea Filled with chaos & a strange sense of order Hiding in the safety of my room I lay molded into my Tempurpedic bed Burying my head in the blankets, in my safe-haven Just trying to forget Bills piling in stacks, long overdue Amidst books waiting to be read I try and fail yet again Everything falls through the cracks Yet life continues on around me. Clothes lay in piles on the cold bare wood Are they dirty or clean? Does it really matter in the grand scheme of things? Piles of dust & cat fur cover the room I stare at the mess and fall asleep again When I finally get up & look in the mirror I am shocked by what I see As hard as I try, I don’t recognize The dead face staring back at me My dark eyes are empty, devoid of emotions My body a puppet suspended from fragile strings I wait for the snap, the long winding fall Back into the darkness yet again. ... |